maybe it's a response to the incumbent festive season,
[unsure if that is the correct usage of incumbent?]
or perhaps a retaliation against the grey doomey gloomey bog of shadow that is winter...
whatever the reason, i have become:
a sequins-horse.
[sequins or stripes and i'm satisfied]


there is a small section of sequins missing in the butty region [who needs 'em...AS IF someone is going to risk sounding like a perv by pointing out my missing butt sequins. i'll just pull a Sassy and ask them why they were looking at my bum in the first place. Hi-YAH!] and so it was super cheap:
a Tracy Reese swingy-blingy frock for $19!
[my closet is full of imperfect treasures, rejected by full-price payers because of a missing sequin here or a tiny armpit hole there...so now i'm kind of like a peter pan girl, always kind of willingly unkempt and trying to pull off like i did it on purpose. but, cha know, i wouldn't have it any other way.]


2 comments:
I <3 the quins. And I crave a pantry.
i love anything shiny sparkly and covered in sequins.
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